Inside the Hall of War and Martial Arts.

After announcing the results, Wei Yikun moved Hao Zhiming back to the arena and used the power of the Battle Hall to restore both of them.

At the same time, Su Yu and Gao Xi also jumped onto the arena.

We still have a competition later, so it's perfectly reasonable for us to come up on stage and recover a bit.

Wei Yikun raised an eyebrow slightly.

He saw with his own eyes that it was Su Yu who gave Gao Xi a meaningful look.

Gao Xi received the signal and followed without hesitation.

In response, Wei Yikun could only say that he was not worried about the quality education of this generation of outstanding students.

Half an hour later, all four of them had almost recovered.

Wei Yikun also specially treated Hao Zhiming's injuries.

Su Yu and Song Qinghuan walked off the stage hand in hand.

Gao Xi's eyes widened.

Looking at Hao Zhiming, who was already prepared on the other side of the ring.

He snapped out of his daze, his eyes resolute.

Having already lost the second-place finish, losing the third-place finish would be quite unacceptable.

With Wei Yikun's announcement, the competition between Gao Xi and Hao Zhiming for the third place in the imperial examination officially began.

The crowd had basically guessed what the final would look like.

They all regarded this competition as the final one of this year's college entrance examination competition.

Everyone straightened their backs and perked up.

The major war zones that had been causing trouble earlier have now quieted down.

The Northwest Theater Command has already secured a spot in the finals.

With all war zones now submerged, no one is laughing at anyone anymore.

The main focus is on fairness!

On the arena.

Gao Xi no longer shrouded the entire arena in darkness as she did during the last training camp.

Enveloped in darkness within a five-meter radius, he could endure for three days and three nights without absorbing any vital energy.

He looked at Hao Zhiming with a very firm gaze, making it clear that this was going to be a protracted battle.

The audience witnessed this.

Someone got up and decided to go to the restroom first.

Some people opened their backpacks to take out their lunchboxes.

On the arena.

Hao Zhiming did not create a significant distance as everyone expected.

He then took the initiative to traverse space and enter Gao Xi's domain.

In the darkness, he thrust out three swords in quick succession.

Gao Xi wanted to withstand the three sword strikes and trade injury for injury, but found that the opponent didn't care whether the blows hit or not.

After delivering the three swords, he immediately traversed the dark realm.

The heavy sword blocked the three swords, and Gao Xi remained unmoved like a mountain.

He thought Hao Zhiming just wanted to give it a try.

The next second, the opponent launched another attack.

In the audience, people who got up to go to the restroom stopped in their tracks.

The person holding the lunchbox had their hands inside their backpack.

"Isn't Hao Zhiming wasting his time?"

"If you ask me, he should just keep dragging it out."

"You can drag out a third-place finisher, but you can't drag out a first-place finisher," Batin said from the referee's stand.

At that moment, his gaze toward Hao Zhiming held a touch more appreciation.

The other admissions directors nodded slightly as they watched Hao Zhiming launch his offensive.

Hao Zhiming, who has always relied on spatial teleportation, now finally realizes that spatial teleportation alone is not enough to make him the strongest, or even to get into the top two.

On the stage, Hao Zhiming launched attacks again and again like a madman.

The longsword was thrust forward repeatedly, and although most of them were blocked, it still managed to seize a few opportunities and pierce several bloody holes in Gao Xi's body.

Similarly, Gao Xi seized the opportunity and used a move called Mountain Collapse Step.

That one blow almost rendered him unable to fight.

At this moment, he became even more determined that his superpowers could not be his everything.

There are many people who possess domain-related superpowers.

If he has to kill it quickly, can he escape or stall for time?!

At the same time, Gao Xi, with her thick eyebrows and big eyes, also showed some excitement.

He lost to Su Yu in a head-on confrontation.

At this moment, Hao Zhiming, who was traversing space, was willing to fight him head-on.

If he loses again, he really won't be going home.

I'll go into the desolate battlefield on my own initiative to avoid troubling my dad.

The duel between the two became increasingly fierce.

Gao Xi was completely covered in blood.

Hao Zhiming, who was constantly traversing space, was also pale and swaying precariously.

The two are now going to fight to the death.

In the audience, everyone saw the two prodigies fighting so hard.

Everyone instinctively clenched their fists.

The harder Hao Zhiming fought, the more he realized how weak he had been before.

His ability to travel through space concealed too many of his weaknesses.

With his last breath, Hao Zhiming once again traversed space.

Sword flashes rained down.

He hadn't even considered defending against the sword strike he delivered.

He knew that if he didn't buy time, he wouldn't be a match for Gao Xi.

A beam of light shone.

Hao Zhiming was reported to have been removed from the ring.

Gao Xi, who remained on the arena, was bleeding profusely and was kneeling on the ground.

He forced a smile and said, "Next time, you won't need to let me have my way."

Hao Zhiming, pale-faced, shook his head: "I didn't allow it."

Wei Yikun treated their injuries again.

Beside the arena, Qiao Qiao asked curiously, "Captain, did Hao Zhiming actually let me win?"

Su Yu smiled and said, "If we consider it from the perspective of a martial artist's heart, not only did he not give way, but he also took a step forward despite the thorns."

Qiao Qiao seemed to understand, but not quite.

Song Qinghuan patted her head: "If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it."

Looking at the two people on the stage who had recovered, Su Yu recalled the various powerful men who appeared out of nowhere during times of crisis in another parallel universe.

These two will become powerful men who will support China in the future.

......

After their injuries had begun to heal, the two returned to base camp.

Everyone turned their attention to Su Yu and Song Qinghuan.

The competition for the third place in the imperial examinations allowed them to witness the spirit and drive of this generation of outstanding talents.

The next battle for the top scorer.

A group of people said that it's okay to occasionally eat dog food (a slang term for witnessing or being fed dog food).

This perfect couple deserves everyone's blessings.

Thus, the cheers at the scene turned into "May you have a long and happy marriage!"

May you have a son soon!

"May it last forever!"

"Happy and fulfilling!"

The completely off-style Battle Martial Hall caused laughter in stadiums all over China.

After the laughter subsided, everyone sincerely wished the young couple well.

The strongest couple in this year's college entrance exam will become the strongest couple in the future Chinese Master!

The two stepped onto the ring.

The cheers from the audience brought a slight blush to Song Qinghuan's pretty face, which had been firm in her gaze.

Su Yu grinned broadly, looking very happy.

He even waved to the audience to show that he had received their blessings.

She Niu from Ping An Garden brought her social skills to the attention of a national audience.